A beautiful day for nature, trundle…..

Before I went away, so this was written probably 2 weeks ago, I had one of those days that make your heart burst, a day you’re sooo glad to be alive and it was all because of the nature around me…

I woke to a glorious morning after the rain of the day before and decided to go for an early morning long walk. I don’t usually do a long walk first thing but today, it felt right. I knew I had a zoom mid morning and Sarah was coming at 12, so I needed to make the most of my early rise.

So to the duck pond first….the second batches of Moorhen chicks are doing really well and were out on the first island

Terence and Teresa Terrapins were having an argy bargy as Teresa had got to the favourite log just minutes before Terence surfaced

He tried to nudge her off but she was having none of it 🤣

In recent days we’ve had 2 further batches of ducklings; a set of 4 and one of 7….they were all just stirring. Mum on her nest with some

And the other set just waking on the grass

One little one desperately tried to wake up and keep up with the others but kept stopping and falling asleep standing 😂

Then round the back of the village, through the gallops and onto Halfpenny Cottage where the Jacksons have lived. Mr Jackson told me one day how he moved there when he was 4 years old and they had a horse and cart to move their things from the farm down the road to the cottage – I could listen to stories like that for ever and a day…😍

In the empty cottage across from them sits a beautiful tree, and this year the flowers from the rambling rose tree had made it picture perfect

Mrs Jackson, said their friend, the previous owner had planted it just there so Mrs Jackson would be able to see it from her kitchen window across the way. But she never remembers it flowering as beautifully as this before ❤️

Continuing down the long lane there was an early morning chill in the air, even though the sun was shining and felt more like an autumn morning than summer…🙄

Abbys sheep lay still in their field, almost hidden by the long grass

Turning left along Little Weighton lane, I eventually came to the main road and had to keep my wits about me as there’s no footpath here but luckily the early morning traffic was light and most gave me a wide berth…

Up the lane towards the mirage lane and I w it was deserted apart from a figure in the distance

I trundle half way up the lane, then turn and head home for my first cuppa of the day….it must have been 4/5 miles, which is a tad risky first thing as I won’t have had a drink since 6 the night before. The problem is, as well as not feeling hunger, I now don’t feel thirsty, dementia at work once more 🙄

The day before Sarah had found a poppy field and promised to take me there. So she picked me up at 12, as promised, and drove me into the next village. I remember in my youth that poppy fields were everywhere. I adored them, but now they seem a rarity, so seeing this one was very special.

Sadly even this one had diggers around destroying it 😢…..but I managed to see it before it all became a building site

I then asked if we could have a quick visit to the Wetlands Nature reserve on the way home. So we drove down a single bumpy track and suddenly I spied a daisy field!

Sarah stopped the car for me to take a quick piccie

As we got to the Wetlands, a beautiful nature reserve, we got out and ambled to the seating area. A robin hopped by us to say hello

But then we saw the most amazing sight……a Kestrel in full flight…

I adore these birds, their markings so beautiful…

It flew into the tree to look down for its prey and seemed to stay for an age – it was probably a couple of minutes 

Then I blinked, and it flew off into the distance. But for a few minutes we were privileged to see it close up ❤️

We were buzzing. I couldn’t wait to get home and see the piccies/ I never know if they’re going to turn out or not until I load them onto my ipad. Today I wasn’t disappointed.

Nature, just put on a spectacular show for me today…..for me, a perfect day as I sit typing this so it’s not forgotten….

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with Young Onset Dementia. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

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